Primordial World's Number One Survival Saint
Chapter 12

Unreasonable

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This power is somewhat interesting.

Li Xuan nodded.

"Milord, are you unharmed?"

At that moment, a crisp voice rang out. Bright Rabbit had already flown to the mountaintop, his face full of worry and tension as he looked at Li Xuan.

He was genuinely afraid that Milord might have met with disaster under that terrifying heavenly tribulation!

And after ten thousand years apart, Bright Rabbit's cultivation had also advanced to the Mystic Immortal level.

Truly a congenital being, with extraordinary talent—far surpassing himself.

Li Xuan thought this with a hint of jealousy, then waved his hand and laughed, "No harm done, no harm done. A mere minor tribulation, how could it possibly get the better of me?"

Only then did Bright Rabbit's worries fade, and he smiled, "Mm! Milord's divine might is unbreakable. Such a small tribulation could never harm you in the slightest."

Then, he bowed to Li Xuan and said, "This little demon takes his leave."

Li Xuan nodded, "Mm, go on, go on."

As for Bright Rabbit's fervent gaze, Li Xuan had no choice but to pretend not to see it.

The little fellow's intentions weren't hard to guess.

But for one thing, Li Xuan truly only saw him as a little brother.

For another, the choice had already been made. If he regretted it now... the system might take it back...

A flicker of disappointment passed through Bright Rabbit's eyes, and then he prepared to turn and leave.

But just then, his delicate brows suddenly furrowed, and he squinted slightly, looking in the direction behind Li Xuan.

Seeing his expression, Li Xuan asked in confusion, "What are you looking at?"

"Milord...?"

Bright Rabbit was taken aback, then said in surprise, "You can't sense it?"

"Uh..."

Li Xuan blinked, then cleared his throat and said slowly, "Of course I can sense it."

With that, he turned around calmly and looked behind him as well.

But there, at the edge of the sky to the west, dozens of black dots had appeared at some point!

All of them were streaks of escape light.

"It seems these beings were drawn here because of Milord's tribulation! Milord, their cultivation is not low—you must be careful!"

Bright Rabbit's face grew serious. Among the dozens of streaks of light hurtling toward them, the weakest were at the Mystic Immortal level in terms of aura!

The strongest even carried the terrifying pressure of a Golden Immortal!

And at this moment, with Li Xuan's meager cultivation, he could only see the streaks of light, completely unable to detect any aura fluctuations.

But Li Xuan put on a knowing smile and said, "No matter. I knew they were coming. If they're sensible when they see me, they might keep their lives. If they don't know their place, don't blame me for being ruthless."

Hearing this, Bright Rabbit nodded repeatedly, stars practically shining in his eyes.

He had unconditional admiration and trust for this Milord.

The dozens of streaks of light flew steadily closer, both male and female among them.

At the lead was a stern-faced man in a golden robe, with a golden scale on his forehead and two antlers atop his head. The Golden Immortal pressure emanated from him.

Flanking him were four beings at the tenth level of Mystic Immortal, and behind them, dozens of Mystic Immortal beings.

One of those beside him, a dark, thin man, looked ahead and asked curiously, "Golden Scale Milord, what exactly was that heavenly phenomenon just now?"

The man called Golden Scale said slowly, "It should have been a Three-Nine, or even a Six-Nine Tribulation."

"Ah? A tribulation? Not some rare treasure appearing?"

The dark, thin man was startled, then said, "Then, Golden Scale Milord, such a great tribulation must belong to a Golden Immortal or even a Primordial Unity Golden Immortal powerhouse, right? If we go over, I'm afraid we won't come out well..."

Golden Scale, however, let out a cold smile, extended his crimson tongue, and licked his lips. "So what if it's a Primordial Unity Golden Immortal? If he didn't survive such a tribulation, we'll just take whatever he left behind. If he did survive, he's bound to be extremely weak right now. Then we'll eat him, heh heh heh..."

"Milord, what if there's a strong protector?"

Another being, a female with green hair and two sharp horns on her head, her face decent but tinged with malice, asked with concern in her eyes.

"Within a range of one hundred and eighty thousand li, who is stronger than me? And even if they are, how do they compare to my father?"

Golden Scale laughed heartily, then curled his lips and said in a soft, sinister voice, "He came here to undergo his tribulation, thinking he'd chosen a secluded, good spot. In truth, he's walking right into his death."

"With Golden Scale Milord making a move, that being is surely doomed!"

"Haha! I only hope Milord will grant us a few pieces of that being's flesh."

"Hehe, following Milord, when has Milord ever treated us poorly?"

"Right! We'll serve Milord to the death!"

The Mystic Immortal beings behind Golden Scale burst into laughter, then began flattering him.

Hearing this, the four Mystic Immortals flanking Golden Scale said no more.

With Lord Golden Scale's strength, there should be no problem at all.

A streak of light shot forth, and in the span of a few breaths, it had flown ten thousand li, arriving at the range of Mount Taixuan.

To be honest, it was just that Li Xuan was too lazy.

Back when he first entered the Primordial Land from the Chaos space, this was where he landed.

He simply took this place as his cultivation ground.

Never once did he think to go farther and find a better spot.

In truth, compared to other spiritual lands and blessed grounds elsewhere in the Primordial Land, this area was truly barren and desolate.

Thus, for tens of thousands of years, Li Xuan had never seen any living being come here.

Only some ordinary creatures that had always lived here remained.

Only he would treat this place as a scenic, spiritually rich cultivation paradise...

The oppressive auras of dozens of Mystic Immortals, four Mystic Immortals, and one Golden Immortal powerhouse pressed down from afar.

It turned the face of the Moon Rabbit, who was only at the Mystic Immortal level, pale, and she couldn't help but cry out, "They're coming! Milord! They're coming!"

Li Xuan squinted and watched for a while, only sensing the fluctuations of their cultivation when they had closed half the distance. He then breathed a sigh of relief in his heart.

A bunch of trash, huh...

Afterward, he said calmly, "Rest assured, rest assured. I am here."

Bright Rabbit nodded, then, whether deliberately or out of fear, cautiously moved a little closer to Li Xuan before standing still and waiting.

Three thousand li of mist swirled; Golden Scale and the others naturally couldn't see what lay within.

With a shift of his form, Golden Scale stopped before the mist, and his followers all hurriedly halted as well.

Gazing at the thick fog ahead, Golden Scale frowned slightly.

Ordinary fog, or even miasma, how could it block his Golden Eye Dharma Eye?

Yet this dense fog, he could not see through.

"It seems the one inside has successfully crossed the tribulation. They are likely already a Golden Immortal, or even a Primordial Unity Golden Immortal...!"

Studying the mist, Golden Scale knew it was definitely a formation, but it appeared to have no real power.

Thus, he snorted coldly and said, "Hei Kui, Bai She, Chang Gong, Tun Yu, the four of you attack together and break this formation!"

"Yes!"

The four Mystic Immortals following behind Golden Scale shouted in unison, raising their hands to cast spells.

"Hey, hey, hey."

But before they could strike, a voice suddenly rang out.

The thick mist formation slowly parted, opening a path straight to the mountain peak. Li Xuan looked up at them and said calmly, "Gentlemen, we have no past grievances or recent enmities. You attack my formation for no reason—that's a bit unreasonable, isn't it?"

Golden Scale narrowed his eyes at Li Xuan. Seeing the Thirty-Six Grade Creation Green Lotus Platform beneath him, a gleam of light flashed in his eyes, followed by pure desire!

This lotus platform!?

A fine treasure! A fine treasure!

Golden Scale stared at Li Xuan. Though he couldn't see through his cultivation, he felt deep down that this being posed no threat to him.

He trusted his instincts!

Thus, he let out a long laugh and said, "In the Primordial Land! The strong prey on the weak! What reason is there to speak!?"

With that, he raised a hand and pointed at Li Xuan, saying coldly, "Kill him!"

At once, the four Mystic Immortals hesitated no longer and struck together!

Boom! Rumble!

Thunder roared, flames burst forth. The cultivation of a Mystic Immortal was already a high-level combat power across the Primordial Land.

Now, with the four joining forces, the earth shook and the mountains quaked as their attacks shot straight toward Li Xuan within the mist.

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